Somehow we get away with the baby. We can’t believe our luck when we land on the train, baby in her stroller cheeky as a monkey and the whole day ahead of us.

We figure out how to use the brake on the pram. It isn’t very good and a couple of times the pram rolls but we catch it in time. Once the train gets going, we talk about where we’ll go, what we might do. The plan is to go into town and walk around, maybe go down to the gardens and have lunch on the grass. The baby eats pureed food so one of us will have to spoon feed her. She can eat chips though because she’s good at holding things in her chubby little fist.